Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 24, Number 36, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 3 March 1894 — Page 1

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Vol. 24-No. 36

ON THE QUI YIVE,

"Who killed Cock Robin?" never caused half the sensation that was sprung on the public this week. The police arrested a county official in a west end dive, and had four charges against him. He was said to be charged with drunkenness, assault and battery, carrying concealed weapons, and resistance to an officer and one patrolman tells V. that the charges of provoke and profanity, as well as "associating with prostitutes" ought to have been added. He was not taken to jail in the patrol wagon like any taxpayer would have been. No, his privileged highness was escorted to the headquarters, where no record was made, and no bail taken, but from whence the official law breaker was sent home in a hack.

His name? Oh, you could hardly expect Q. V. to tell that. The morning paper called him a county official. A lawyer told me that, the bar is having considerable sport with Judge Taylor, accusing him of being the guilty one It bores the judge. Only one barrister hiul the hardihood to ask Judge McNntt about it. Home rumors laid the offense on the sheriff oflicj, and several know-it-alls claimed that Deputy Tom Crosson just fitted the description. Hut Torn proves an alibi, and so does each one of the sheriffs. As to the other officials who bond doublo over desks and counters, keop records and sign vouchors, no breath of suspicion has been 'cast toward them.

Ho the unsolved puzzle is "What county official was it that pushed a .Smith fc Wesson into a courtezan's face?" and "Why did the Terre Haute police refuse to jail or bail a person charged with four criminal acts?" and "Why didn't the police make a record of the matter just like they would if you are (j V. were arrested?"

One policeman told me that 'Squire told thorn that no county official could be prosecuted for misdemeanors. That's "Terre Hut" law, clean cut, expounded from the bench. What a rush for positions on tho county ticket there will be, when that decision reaches Vinegar Hill anil Sand Burr Hollow 1

Superintendent Con. Meagher grew wrathy when he heard of the bungle his officers had rnado. Con. never forgives mistakes in othor poople. He straightway issued a ukase directing that no mattor what county officer was found in a bawdy house fighting at midnight ho should be arrested and jailed. But why shouldn't Supt. Melghor order that this county official be rearrested and jailed on charges by the officers who had to stop the row 'tother night? Come now, fish or cut bait. Show the people that the Metropolitan Police are not afraid of any county officer that ever drew salary. By making the lines heavy enough, the taxpayer's can get back part of the salary.

The city is tired of reading every morning and every evening that Kid Gerard, andScotty McAllister and Steve Porter and "Crazy Horse" White have been locked up again, when it kuows thn! a county official can do worse than they, and be winked at bv tho police, and go home in a hack after a debauch oT crime and lust, that would nauseate a Nero.

The dose limes hit the saloonkeepers as hard as any other class of business men. One man who dotM business off Main street told Man About Town this week that his receipts had fallen off' an average of $100 a month during the past few months. When the percentage of profit is considered, ii. means something serious this tnan, and his ox perienc" is similar to that of others in the same line of trade.

This man remarked that the strict enforcement of the eleven o'clock closing law would be no hardship to him just at present. In fact it would enable him to cut down his gas bills and thus make a saving, as his business after eleveu o'clock would scarcely pay his light and fuel bill.

The tendency of an overstocked labor market to bring about a reduction of wages is shown by the fact that the union bricklayers'scale for the coming season has been voluntarily reduced from 50 cents an hour to 45 cents with a corresponding reduction in the wages of the mortar and brick hod carriers.

lr. J. T. Scovell and Prof. W. s:. Blatehley, of the High school, are candidates for state geologist on the Republican ticket. Both have established reputations in their work, and the selection of either would do credit to this county. lr. Metuieuhall, the chief of tho U. S. coast and geodetic survey is about to be bounced by unsympathetic congressmen whose constituents waut "more pie" and the professor's friends in Terre \t Haute are anxiousJto get him back to the

Rose Polytechnic. President Eddy doesn't iutend to boa foot ball, and the partisans of Dr. Meudenhall seem to be much surprised at the nerve the Polytechnic leader show*. Although Dr. Mendenhall la highly revered In Terre Haute, the general sentiment is tha.

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if he made a bad bargain in leaving R. P. I. for U. S. A. he ought to stand by the bargain. We didn't want him to go, the faculty begged, the trustees pleaded, but be went. Then after a hard search, President Eddy was chosen, and he responded by coming to Terre Haute, and establishing his household here.

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AMUSEMENTS.

An American play, of American life and interpreted by American actors will be presented here at Naylor's opera house, next Saturday evening March 10th. The nationality of the play is firmly stamped upon it, and its interpretation, and* may be noted with strong approval, because we have had a surfeit ol watered farces from the French, and deadly dull dramas from the English tbe*e many moons. Nat Goodwin has waited long for such an opportunity as he gets in "A Gilded Fool" and, perhaps unjustly has been blamed for persistently refusing to come up to a higher level of comedy, when we dare say Mr. Goodwin has been suffering from the same deficiency as the gentlemen who have failed to corral the North poie, namely a convenient vehieal. For "A Gilded Fool" is a legitimate comedy, and the title role is unmanned by burlesque. It is the work of that wonderfully versatile American journalist, poet and playwright, Henry Guy Carleton. There are not many American comedies to compare "A Gilded Fool" with and the truth is that pure comedy has not been an American product to any great extent. It may be that the originality, the novelty of this exceedingly clever play create a too strong prejudice in its favor at first sight, but it is a fact that the general iuipressiou, when the curtaiu falls, is, that "A Gilded Fool" is the best comedy written by an American for years. It is impossible to transcribe here the charm, the absorbing interest of the story of "A Gilded Fool." The bare outline gives no hint of the vast amount of human nature photographed in the characters, the naturalness and easy (low of the action, the gentle humor and unhackneyed pathos with which the dialogue is illuminated. The character of Chauncy Short was evidently cut for Mr. Goodwin. It fits him as snugly as his New York clothes, and he is as admirable in the pathetic passages as in the purely humorous ones. He is exceedingly well supported, every member of the cast has a part worth doing well, and they do it well. This engagement can be looked upon as a special theatrical evont and ouo tlrnt should be the moans of attracting a crowded house for gonial Nat Goodwin is a favorite with all clashes of theater goers. The seat sale opens on Monday mornlug at it o'clock (six days in advance of the engagement) From present indications it will be a "hummer." Large theater parties from Paris, Marshall and Brazil will attend, all arrangements for their coming having been completed. "KINNKOAN'S HALL" TO-NIGHT.

The clever Irish Comedians Murray A Mack will hold the boards at Naylor's opera house, to-night, presenting their funny Irish farce "Finnegan's Ball."

This is the latest venture in farcecomedy, and has already proven its

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by delighting all who have been fortunate enough to see it. The plot of the piece does not burden the audience very much, as the aim of the author was to furnish an evening of fun. Sparkling specialties, new and catchy songs, and clever dancing, help to make "Finnegan's Ball" an excellent performance. Drop in at Naylor's to-night and«see Murray it Mack. "Z.RIL" .MONDAY NIOHT.

Sam Young's successful Hoosier comedy, "Zeb," returns to Naylors Monday evening and as "Zeb" is an old friend and neighbor he will likely draw well. The piece of "Zeb" is a cleverly constructed comedy and is extremely funny from beginning to end, some of the characters being positively new and original to the stage. One character introduced is- that of Sis Hopkius, by Terro Halite's clever soubrette, Miss Rose Melville. She originated and created this part and has made a decided hit in every large city throughout the country. Her personation of a densely ignorant country lass is very original. "Zeb" Is under the management this season of Mr. Harry Hardy, husband of Miss Rose Melville. He reports extremely good business notwithstanding the business depression throghout the country. Secure your seats at Button's book store.

Charles H. Rottman, formerly county treasurer, and vice-president of the Savings bank, died at his home on south Eighth street, yesterday afternoon, aged sixty-four years. He had been sick for several weeks with a complication of grip and heart trouble. Deceased was a native of Germany, but came to this country when quite young, and for many years has been identified with the business interests of the Prairie City. His wife and two daughters, Lena, and Mrs. Albert F. Froeb, survive him.

Dennis Horgan, a well-known resident of this city, died last Monday night.

TEE STORY OF WOMAN.

A WOMAN'S LECTURE SETS BAB TO THINKING.

What Goes to Make Up a True Woman's Life—A Devoted Wife and Mother Far Better Than a Woman Versed In Greek and Latin.

She was a very clever woman. Everybody said that, so it mast be so. Wbst everybody says always is the truth. I had been listening to her lecture. She knew more about astronomy and mechanics, and people's souls and politics, and books and pictures, and the whys of everything, than I had ever believed one person could know. She was very learned. And she bad elected to talk about something that, no matter what it was, always drifted into telling how women were treated like dolls and how sugar plums were given to them. She quoted from the Greek, which nobody understood, and it made me think of Aspasia. She was very glib with Latin, and that brought to the front a prayerbook in my mind. She said harsh German words, but they aaade me think of the German haus-frau. And then, as she wandered off into English, told of the position of woman, there arose before me a sweet feminine figure surrounded by little children all waiting to welcome to his home the man of the family. I knOw this wasn't what she intended, but it was the way it came to me. And when she finished up with a grand firework exhibition of words she said, "we do not wish sugar plums," I felt my head aching and was glad it was all over. Everybody congratulated her and said how much good she was doing. I was too small for her to notice, and so she didn't miss the pleasant words that, perhaps, 1 ought to have said, but I went home and wondered.

BAB EULOGIZES WOMAN.

There was a bright fire, and I and a poor old friend, in the shape of a dog, who was beginning to lose his teeth, but who was loving and affectionate, and who, when he raised his soft eyes to mine, seemed to say, "My friend, what do you think about it all?" Knowing he could read what I thought—that's where dogs are greater than men—I patted him on the head, and together we looked at the fire, and read the story of woman. Thought I, "It may bo great to be so learned, that ono is able to speak Greek and Latin, and to be a walking encyclopaedia but isn't it more to be able to convey in the language we all speak the something that msans help and sympathy? And is it wrong to want to have the sugar plums of life? Do you know what they are? I'll tell you. If you are a woman, they are the words of approbation, of loving approbation, from the man whom you have elected to be master of your heart and hearth. They are the gladsome thanks from little children. They are the kindly words from the friends to whom you have been able to give a helping hand. It is worth while to be only a woman, and to get the sugar plums of life. It is a thousand times more worth having, is this position of being only a woman, than to be that woman who stands before the public, and, lessening her wornauhood, thinks the applause of the common crowd is desirable.

She is very apt to talk about the work of womau, she did the other night when I heard her, and she doesn't stop to think about woman. She talks very learnedly about the physical side of woman, and she hasn't brains enough to realize that a woman is swift of foot that she may get the more quickly to those who need her that she is soft of hand that she may touch the sick and the sore more gently than would a man that she is clear of eye because she must see when her heart and body are in con diet, and must help deoide which is right that she is small of stature because, in her own way, she doesn't attack a man's brain, but she touches his heart. Indeed, that a woman physically is built to be only a wsman. That's ail. And why shouldn't she have the sugar plums? They are hers by right and the sugar plums are so sweet. The thanks, the thought, the loving word, the little gift, the persuasive touch, and the kiss of leve make up the sugar plums of a woman's life and make her better, stronger and more capable of living as only a woman should.

MOTHER'S GENTLE INFLUENCE. Does your boy-child come to yon and weep out his little troubles because you understand Greek? I think not. It is because yeu are his mother and he knows you will soothe him and make him happier, and when you see the tears dried, and the brightness come back to his eyes, you have gotten the sugar plum that some women think so little worth having. And when the man you loye and to whom yon belong comes to yon, tired and worn out with the fight against the world, and finds with you rest and consolation, does he ask you whether you know anything about mechanics? You know he doesn't. He comes to yon because yoft area woman, thn woman he loves and who lores him, and when, by some womanly spell you have made him forget, for a little while, the trials and

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tribulations, then he says, either by jo ok or by jvord, now much he appreciates yon would you give up that Sugar plum for the sake of standing be3ore a mob and having their vulgar, unf»ppathetic applause? Ijpbls great lectnrer objected to one tiding only a woman, and yet, in the 1 relight, my dear old Chum and I deemed to see a woman we both know, ^he is clad in the habit of the order to ^hich she belongs she did not enter an ignorant girl she had loved and lost, ilad suffered and knew what suffering meant, and she had given up her life to the care of those who were in pain. It isn't a pleasant work. You aud I read about nursing, and it sounds like a romance, but really it means taking care of those who are irritable, consoling those who refuse consolation, bathing and washing tired, worn bodies, and never being certain that the sick one is plfeased. In this woman's case it means going to whoever is poor and oalls for hfer. Her name is never published in a religious paper, she is never held up as a model, but day in and day out she brings comfort to the sick and the pooi, aqd it seems to us as we look in the fire ttfat she has done more in this world than the woman who can read the New TfMament in Greek, or who scoffs at the Bi,ble in Latin. And this one, this poor sister, is only a womau who is living what she believes to be right.

THE SELF-SACRIFICING WOMAN. Her face fades away and another one comes, bright and smiling, courageous and truthful. That's a woman many people know a woman to whom many people go for encouragement a woman w^o 'is envied and admired and yet, sb^jjfs a woman who bears her burden as on|y a woman can. Once in a while her hijkband disappears, and the world at la^ge hears that he has gone to the Msditeiranean, or to Florida, or Paris. Atrd only this woman knows that those months are passed in a mad house, and that that is the fate waiting her only son. This man loved her, married her, and uever told her of his awful heritage until she was his wife. At first she thpught she ?ould not bear it, but be cakse sh^ loved him, because she was oif&v.>Wi And to my mP^t^Vfy^is. no woman the world wt'!*1b ^io^oodi And in the fire I see hej£)ur(sh ojftrtyr, but the lire light brifeJtlV'.si^1^'1'. .round her head is^the cr^wfy of gliAr^cthat will surely be hers. I dSfl. thin-7*Ue knows the first letter of t»iejW,reek alphabet lam sure she is not ir^ir^sted in politics. She is only a wcfojf,.?.Svho is Joving and brave, who hi#eP1ier cross from the multitude, and lives out hf life as best she can. 'ftbere coMes another one, and when he' sees h*# face, my little dog barks wilth delight. She is the woman that th£lecturer would scorn. She married th^man she loved. She bore him children she^knows that he is absolutely unffaithful to her, and yet she lives her life,'^makes her children love her, unconsciously forces her husband's respect, and: hides the pain that she has to endur^. It is like a cancer—one doesn't telf about it. It tries to eat away her helurt, and she quiets it with a salve of loving ,kindness. Some day, I know, I am sure, her husband will come back to her. This learned lecturer would say thit be wasn't worth having, but the woman whose face is In the fire, she wfib is only a woman, will remember the ninety and nine who are safe, and welcome back tho one who was lost. Oqly women can do this. God built th*m that way. He made theii hearts just a Jittle tende/.'c when he made their br^inr a little weaker. He made them ju$f alittle sweeiei^when He made them phjjF«fj»*lJv little Ijls strong. He gave th^rn a curious in:$ ht when He gave gave them His inpathy when He •n. ::v.

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Je she is a?V^ Zhan. She is either better or muctV worse than he is, than, too, neither"! nor my fourleggtrfWrisnd believe-f thar. jvomen were ini^-ed '.to work in the world. This olo -v)orld*,*hap gotten so bad and so wilkeif-i that*1 it forces, many times, wdfoerf b& the bread-winners. I th|flk a^great thitfgthat they can do it, pit Tj^'tthink it a great thing that thijr 'havevto do it. You andJ, who are bofnd by "some chance to set the work-a-day' world, know^that for our daughte^jt.we would not wish the life of toil thit we wouJj? rather see them wives and moheni,atl that every time we hear of another woman who has had to become thf bread Winner, we give a sigh of sy mpapy. My friend, the lecturer, wouldn't agirt with me. She would call this sickly ientiment, but it isn't. I have never mc| A woman yet who, had to earn her owk living, and who did it, who did not wl^i that she was being taken care ef byjs mau who could protect her, love hef ftud give her all the sngarplums of iiftL Ob, they will deny I*: plenty of tbehi, especially the young ones, who

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are very enthusiastic. They think the approbation of the world at large means much. My dear, loving, big-hearted girl, you who talk about your life-work and the books you will write, and the pictures you will paint, take my word for it, that there is no applause e«[ual to the earess, or the word from some one who loves you. A verj great woman, Blizabeth Barrett Browning, said this in wonderful words many years ago, and what she said then is true now, for truth is the same yesterday, to day and forever,

THE SYMPATHETIC WOMAN. Only a woman? Oh, it isn't such a bad thing. Looked at even Jrom the outside, it is being more graceful than men, with daintier ways and finer belongings it is a creature who, with tact, makes pleasant chatter and merry laughter it is something that men couldn't do without if they wanted to. It's the one who is closest to a man in his sorrow or in his joy and when a man is overwhelmingly happy because he has succeeded in something, he wants a woman's lips to congratulate him, a woman's arms to be around his neck, and a woman's eyes to look happiness iuto his. He don't care whether that woman knows anything about mechanics. In fact, he wculd much rather she didn't. What au awful thing it would be if all the women were like the learned lecturer 1 The knowledge of Greek doesn't teach one how to make a home the knowledge of Latin doesn't teach one how to make one's boys and girls find home the pleasantest place and mother the best companion and knowledge of mechanics doesn't teach one tact, nor will chemistry result in the making the dinner table a feast of material and mental delight.

Greek, Latin, mechanics, all may be good to know, but there are some that are much greater. To know how to forgive, to forget, and to remember are greater a thousand times. To know how to appreciate a kindness, to blot out a slight and to be gracious and loving are greater a million times. To be only a woman with all that that means is the greatest of all.

The novel slipped from my hands loBg ago. The. fire is a bed of bright ashes, but my four-logged friend has never oeased to read my heart, and when I get up to le,ave him, he wags his tail with great sympathy, aqdyiis eyes seem to say: "It is worth while, even if you are only a woman, make the best of it, and the best of it is a great deal.

WHY DO I LOVE YOU?

Not because you know anything. I doubt if you do. But because you are jdst a woman and my friend, and we can look into each other's hearts and read what is there. And if I had fallen and hurt myself, I should know that when I wished to be soothed and taken care of I wouldn't want somebody who understood Greek or who preached in Latin. Ishould wantonly a woman who would be tender and kind to me, who would bind up my hurt, and who would understand what I meant, and in the only way I know how, I should eall for my friend and companion BAB.

THE seriousness of the question raised by the United States judges who have called the railway labor organizations to strict account is beginning to be appreciated by the press of the country. Judge Ricks, of Toledo, was the first to assert any authority of the court to deal with a labor union, but his action, though somewhat startling at the time, was of trifling import compared with what has been done in the past few months. Gradually the confusion and misconception regarding the rulings of Judge Jenkins in the Northern Pacific add the federal judges in the west in the Union Pacific wages controversies are being removed, and the gist Of the new proposition in judicial authority is better understood. It is simply this: Can afederal Judge restrain wage earners from acting in concert In quitting the employ of a receiver who is acting for the court in the management of a railroad? It is a question fraught with momentous consequences. If the federal judge can do so there is no reason why a state judge should not exert the same authority over the employes of a corporation or private individual. It is proposed in the House of Representatives at Washington to investigate the action of these federal judges, not that they are accused of corrupt motives, such as would render them liable to impeachment, but rather as a means of ascertaining if the new proposition referred to is in accordance with law, and to promote a general discussion of this phase of the relation between capital and labor. The sooner it is ascertained whether or not a judge has this authority the sooner can the law be amended, or the people accommodate themselves to it if it is to be left undisturbed.

LICENSED TO WED.

Marshall T. Scotland Hannah M. Pratt. Hugh 8. Long and Flola Chapman. John R. Coautock and Ctnthelia J. Ljcan. Chanmcey R. Vancleve and Emily J. Davis. Chas. K. Rosaell and Maud Dvnsby. Otto P. Schultz and O^esche Frerichs. Wm. T. Crandell and Katie Layer. Vn. Remlagton antf Louisa Monront Theo. C. Smith and Alma Hyiieman Heer.

The saffian who can think twice and speakhas never yet been born,

Twenty-fourth Year

NEWS OF THE CITY.

John Ross, who recently disposed of his First street property to the antitrust distillery, has purchased a lot on Willow street between Fourth and Sixth, and will erect a handsome residence there this spring.

Joseph C. Yates, son of Mrs*." Sarah Yates, who w*s formerly well known here, but who has lived in Chicago for many years, died in that city last week and was buried on Sunday. His mother and sister attended ihe funeral.

E. W. Voorbees is building a handsome pleasure boat for use on the raging Wabash, and will name it the "Lord Chesterfield," in honor of asocial club that is officered as follows: Will Hamilton, president E. W. Voorbees, secretary and Will Hendrich, treasurer.

Hon. Marous R. Sulzer, of Madison, president of the Lincoln league of the state and candidate for the Republican nomination for Secretary of State will address the MeKinley and Union clubs next Wednesday evening In the assembly room of the Commercial college.

The Wabash Club will give another minstrel entertainment at Naylor's immediately after the close Lent, and It promises to be as successful as their previous efforts. Dr. H. C. Medcraft will be the manager and interlocutor, Harry Foulks, Will Parrott, Harry Bronson and Fred Foullces will be the endmen, and the vocalists will include Will Katzenbach, Arthur Goldsmith, Will and Gabe Davis. Will Hamilton and D. L. Watson will write an afterpiece for the company.

Seldom is one called on to record a sadder event than the death of Mrs. Ed. McElfresh, which occurred last Tuesday, at her home on Willow street. A wife of less than a year, surrounded in her oozy home by all that loving care and devotion could provide for her, still she was not safe from the dread visitor. Mrs. McElfresh was the eldest daughter of Mr.aud Mrs. George J. Hammerstein, and was born in Pomeroy, Ohio, twentyfive years ago. She was married in April, 1893, and her happy home life was marked by all that goes to make life enjoyable. She had many friends here, where most of her life had been spent, and St. Joseph's church was crowded en Thursday, at the lutieral services, the last tribute of loving associates to the memory of one whose life, tilled with pleasantness, had left its imprint on all who were fortunate enough to be numbered among her friends. Her bridal dress was her burial robe.

Five years ago this month B. F. Havens drew #450 out of the city treasury, as one-half tho premium on $50,000 insurance on the rebuilt Normal school buildings, the other half being paid by the Normal trustees. This month Mr. Havens will draw 845 out of the treasury for the premium on $5,000 of the same Insurance. The other $405 will be distributed amoug the various other insurance agencies of the city, Mr. Havens not being able to monopolize the insurance as before. When the Normal building was destroyed by fire in 1888, there was no insurance on it, and after the city had gone to the expense of replacing the buildings, in order to keep the school here, it was thought wise to place that amount of insurance on the structure as a precautionary measure, the expense being equally divided between the city and the board of trustees. Mr, Havens had a pull with the council then in control, and he got all the insurance, much to the diBgust of the other agents. This time his pull was weakened, and he got but $5,000 of the insurance, and the other agents are much pleased. The premium on the insurance is $1 80 per thousand for live years.

There is going to be a great deal of building in Jerre Haute this year, especially in the line of business houses. The Havens & Geddes buildings, the new distillery and the Hirzel hotel are under way, and among others whoso erection is assured is the addition to C. W. Mancourt's block at Ninth and Chestnut, three store rooms by Elisha Havens, on the north side of Main between Eighth and Ninth on the site of the old wigwam, and a three-story business room at the northwest corner of Second and Main by Donn M. Roberts. The Havens block will have a fancy pressed brick front. The Roberts building will have a frontage of forty feet on Main by sixty on Second, and will be of pressed brick. It will add very much to the appearance of that quarter of the city, and will aid greatly in the revival of business interests in that part of the city, to which Sam Young's improvement of the old hotel property at Second and Main gave a starter. The entire lower floor of the building will be occupied by Harry Cliver, the west side grocer, whose push and energy have demonstrated the possibilities in the way of building up the West End as a business locality. The other two floors of the building will be occupied by the Columbian laundry, with an office on Second street. This work will be pushed as rapidly as the weather will permit, and as soon as the present occupants of the old building can secure other quarters.